LEAGUE: Ricky Charles vs Tiffany Laurence

"Pretty strong" Ricky can't help but give a smirk as he groans, initially in pain then in pleasure, "And right to the point too. But I can't disappoint you by being too easy." With that he begins to rock back and forth, aiming to send Tiffinay off balance, either forwards or backward. He also tries to reach down and slide one of his hands down Tiffinay's top in a bid to level the playing field as his cock begins to stir.

Tiffany smiles, but then staggers under Ricky's shifting weight. At that point she decided to simply drop her foe, tossing him up a little then walking out from under him, hoping to knock the wind out of him before continuing.

As Ricky falls he readily braces for impact, however the landing is less than dramatic as he lets out a soft 'Omph' before lunging to tackle her from behind, barely fazed. Three things saved him from a harder fall. First off, the soft grass managed to cushion him far better than a matt would have. Secondly, his bulk body was able to absorb the mild shock with ease. Thirdly, a six foot drop? That wasn't too bad as long as he was coherent.

Tiffany let out a brief grunt as she was tackled to the ground. Managing to twist as they went down, she managed to land on her back, but with Ricky on top of her.

"Well now doll, my turn to repay the favor..." Ricky smiles down at Tiffany, shifting his hips between her legs, spreading her open as he pressed a steadily growing erection against her. "And collect some interest while I'm at it..." Never faltering, his large hands wrap around the womans waist, gently kneading her sides with his palms, his thumbs caressing her abs in gentle pulses. Half focused on the fight his only aim right now is to massage away Tiffany's defenses before proceeding.

Tiffany was no stranger to sensual wrestling, and countered, her groin rubbing against Ricky's erect member. "Oh, well hello there darlin." she drawled.
Her hands went between their bodies sliding down to Ricky's groin to gently squeeze his shaft through his shorts.

Ricky visably shakes momentarily, pausing as he feels Tiffanys hands around his shaft. He quickly resumes his massage, moving his hands in vertical motions along her body until reaching her breasts. "And hello ladies..." He has a greedy look in his eyes, his cock give a strong throb in Tiffany's hands as he moves his own beneath her shirft to directly press on her breasts.

Tiffany gives a sigh as Ricky finds her breath. Her hands remain outside his shorts, giving him slow firm strokes the use the fabric of his clothes to rub against his cock.
"So, looks like I have a stallion to tame here." she breathes as moves a hand into his shorts, cupping his balls before gicing them a gentle squeeze.

Ricky responds to Tiffany's squeeze with one of his own, putting light pressure behind his motions, "Damn straight gurl..." His fingers trace down to her nipples running little circles around them, "Let's see just how well you can break in my black stallion."

Tiffany slipped her arm around Ricky's head and rolled to the left, looking to take the top position. If it works, she'll begin to tug his shorts down, looking to bare his cock so she could get a hand around it and stroke firmly.